Ah, My Lady Love!
D Dónall Dempsey
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Ah, my lady love
lies sleeping in her chamber
counting memories
of our life together
her well preserved jams
& jars of wild wild honey
glinting like eyes
in the moonlight
travelling across
the opened cupboard.
Softly, I enter
both chamber and lady
and memory
and dreaming
and reality
all come together
as one.
Bu şiiri puanla
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